Tuesday, August 08, 2006

I rest my head against my shoulder. I am a bit exhausted these days. Even the shoulder is avoiding me head. I watch the news and red dirt is all over the place. My deliberate clicks on the keyboard are avoiding the pale surface. I want to click away the pain but the pain tip toes all over me. When tears hum down... and I just... want to walk away from it all... and live the life I have today... I remember... I can't keep quiet.

Sheema! Stop peeling potatoes down the sink.